My friends are problematic.
I'm failing math.
I have two left feet,
and I'm awkward as hell.
My family fights a lot.
My father is gone.
My mom is a lunatic,
and I'm depressed.
I have scars.
I have a story to tell.
I'm not myself anymore,
and maybe someone better.
I'm always exausted.
I'm in love with a boy named Guy.
I hate myself,
and I'm tired of it.
Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 8:47 PM UTC
My friends are problematic.
I'm failing math.
I have two left feet,
and I'm awkward as hell.
My family fights a lot.
My father is gone.
My mom is a lunatic,
and I'm depressed.
I have scars.
I have a story to tell.
I'm not myself anymore,
and maybe someone better.
I'm always exausted.
I'm in love with a boy named Guy.
I hate myself,
and I'm tired of it.
